Mo Nianchen watched as Li Shengxia tore a piece of paper into pieces and searched for something on the ground. Then, he stuffed a small piece of paper into her wallet, crying and laughing at the same time. He snapped back to reality.
"Drive." Mo Nianchen said to the chauffeur. "Let's go home."
The chauffeur suddenly woke up and rubbed his eyes. He listened to Mo Nianchen's instructions and returned to the Mo family home.
Mo Nianchen looked at the girl's fading figure in the rearview mirror. She was dressed in thin clothes and was shivering in the cold wind, but she was still moving forward…
In a trance, something entered his mind.
In the snow and ice, a girl dressed in thin clothes stood beside him, constantly exhaling. He stuffed her hand into the pocket of his coat and wrapped the scarf around their necks…
He seemed to be about to see her face…
What exactly did that face look like behind the hazy fog…
Li Shengxia walked back.
